CHAPTER THREE

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"Benjie? Nice name." Caleb complimented and looked at him from head to toe.

"Why are you here? A-and... How did you c-come in?" Caleb pointed the wall. Yes, the wall and not the door. Benjie looked at him, confusion is visible on his face.

"Slow. I'm a ghost. A generous and cute ghost!" There Benjie's heart skipped a beat.

"Don't joke around! You're a thief! HELP! THERE'S A THIEF IN HERE!" Caleb covered Benjie's mouth but it didn't help because his hands just passed through Benjie's body. Come to think of it, how can he hold an alive body if he's just a soul already?

"I am not a thief! I am really a ghost!" He proved it by letting his hand passed through Benjie's body. It seems like the latter didn't notice it awhile ago.

"GET OUT!" Benjie shouted but Caleb didn't even move a bit.

"I won't. I am living here even though I am not alive. I've been staying here for 3 years already!" Benjie's jaw dropped when he heard what did Caleb said.

"If you won't, then I do not care. Just don't touch my things. ANY.OF.THEM." Benjie just went to the kitchen to cook his food. He ate it, of course, and washed the dishes. He didn't saw Caleb anymore. He then went to his bedroom.

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